S ee, my father, see the skirt of your robe in my hand! Since I cut off the skirt of your robe and did not kill you, you know and see that there is no evil or treason in my hands. I have not sinned against you, yet you hunt my life to take it.
Y mira, padre mío, mira la orilla de tu manto en mi mano. Puesto que corté la orilla de tu manto y no te maté, reconoce y ve que no hay maldad ni rebelión en mis manos y que no he pecado contra ti, a pesar de que tú acechas mi vida para quitármela.
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